"They have recently expanded on a large scale. I'm afraid they have taken on some big tasks, right?" Yuan Ming thought for a while and asked again.
"I heard that they are going on a treasure hunting mission in the southern region of southern Xinjiang." Bai Ye said.
"The Southern Territory is not as good as the Northern Territory. Some sects in the Southern Territory even have Nascent Soul Stage beings in charge, hiding dragons and crouching tigers. If we encounter the taboos of these sects, we will have to tell them where they are. This is why we hesitate to do so.
One of the reasons for joining them." Huanshi said slowly.
Yuan Ming nodded thoughtfully, having a deeper understanding of the world of immortality in southern Xinjiang.
If Bai Ye and the others really join the Daybreak organization, their situation will be the same as that of the members who were temporarily recruited during the Snake King Valley mission. These members who joined in a hurry are likely to be used as cannon fodder. In addition, they are located in the south.
The domain is even more dangerous.
It is unclear whether people who do things in the morning are as kind as those who do things in the white night.
Moreover, not everyone can fight their way out of the cannon fodder situation like Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming couldn't give any advice on this. After all, their lives were their own, and they needed to be responsible for any decisions they made.
By the time the three of them dispersed from the banquet, it was almost midnight.
With the help of Huan Shi, Yuan Ming bought several jars of "Hundred Days Drunk" from Shanzhenlou, and planned to take it back and give it to Yu Weng to try.
After parting ways, Yuan Ming estimated the opening time of the ghost market and rushed there.
By the time he arrived, the market had already been open for a while.
Yuan Ming put on his cloak, read the code word, and entered it.
When he set foot in the ghost market again, he found that the situation was similar to the last time he came in. The number of vendors and tourists was much smaller than in the square market.
The square was sparse and not many people were seen.
He walked slowly among the stalls, looking around to see if there was anything good that caught his eye.
However, after looking for a long time, I found nothing.
Just when he felt a little uninterested, he suddenly saw an acquaintance again.
At the edge of the square, in a dimly lit corner, there was a stall. Next to it was a one-armed old man with a fox mask on his face, sitting on an old bamboo chair with his eyes closed and dozing off.
Feeling someone approaching, the one-armed old man immediately opened his eyes.
"This fellow Taoist." Yuan Ming lowered his voice and said.
"Hey, it's you, what? There are strange beast egg insects coming to attack again?" Although Yuan Ming lowered his voice, he still recognized Yuan Ming when he saw him.
But after he finished speaking, he hesitated and said: "Is there something you want to take action this time?"
"I didn't come to you to sell beast eggs and strange insects." Yuan Ming said.
"If you don't sell things... then what's the point of buying things? I have some new things. Look, is there anyone who can take a fancy to them?" The one-armed old man heard this and said hesitantly.
"I won't buy it either. It's just that the gilt yarn I bought from you was damaged. I want to ask if you can repair it or know how to repair it?" Yuan Ming expressed his intention.
"Are you kidding? It's a middle-grade magic weapon, but it was damaged in just a few days. Young people, don't be brave and aggressive." The one-armed old man frowned and advised.
"People in the world have no choice but to do so!" Yuan Ming, a clinker, nodded and said after hearing this.
The one-armed old man was speechless for a moment and gave Yuan Ming a "Just blow it" look.
After a long while, he spread his hands and said bluntly: "I am not a weapon refiner, and I got that gilded yarn from somewhere else. I can only disappoint you, fellow Taoist, and there is nothing I can do about it."
When Yuan Ming heard this, he was not too disappointed. After all, this was all expected, and he was just trying his luck with a little luck.
Now that he got the answer, Yuan Ming thanked him and turned around to leave.
"Wait a moment, fellow Taoist, I have one more question to ask." The one-armed old man suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" Yuan Ming turned around and asked.
"Fellow Taoist, you can tell that you have good luck just by looking at your temperament. If any strange beasts come to see me in the future," the one-armed old man said.
"Okay." Yuan Ming agreed casually and turned around to leave.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, stay here. From my experience, the strange insects in southern Xinjiang are not common things. Are you interested in our long-term cooperation?" the one-armed old man said.
"What kind of cooperation method?" Yuan Ming asked.
"Fellow Taoists can contact me if they have relevant information about rare birds and exotic animals. Our sect specializes in hatching and raising rare birds and exotic animals, and it is the only one in Dajin. As for the price, hey, our sect leader and deacon only buy expensive ones.
Don't buy the right one." The one-armed old man said in a low voice.
"Okay, then how can we contact you?" Yuan Ming said, thinking that this could be a source of income. He didn't know how much they would ask for his exotic toad. Of course, he would never sell it.
"This place is too remote. We have a Zhenling Pavilion in any larger city. All you need to do is tell me my name as 'Gu Qiu Ming'. I will leave southern Xinjiang and return to Dajin tomorrow. Can you send me a message?"
Please contact me through the book. Or if you come to Jin Dynasty in the future, you can also come and look for me." said the one-armed old man.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming said: "That's not bad, so I'll ask you to leave a place where I can find it."
"Okay, in the future, fellow Taoist, whether you are sending letters or looking for people, you can go to Zhenling Pavilion in Leizhou City, Dajin. In addition, remember to report my name when doing transactions. I can also make some contributions to the sect," the one-armed old man said.
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"Okay, I'll take note of it." After Yuan Ming finished speaking, he was about to leave.
At this time, the one-armed old man suddenly spoke again: "Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious."
"Fellow Taoist, please tell me something." Yuan Ming was speechless now.
"Since I have become acquainted with Taoist friends, I also have an opportunity to send you." The one-armed old man who called himself Gu Qiuming didn't care and said with a smile.
"Gift?" Yuan Ming asked in confusion.
"Fellow Taoist, take a look over there. Is there a man in black on the back of that stone pillar?" Gu Qiuming pursed his lips and said.
Yuan Ming frowned and looked around, only to see a thin man in black clothes there. He was wrapped in black clothes and had a black mask covering his face, looking left and right.
"Is he the chance?" Yuan Ming asked.
"I've seen him come here for a few days, and he probably doesn't have much money. I've seen the things he sold, and they are good things. Unfortunately, the price he asked was too high, so he has never been able to sell them." Gu Qiuming said.
"What?" Yuan Ming asked.
"Heart-splitting thunder." Gu Qiuming said.
Yuan Ming thought about it in his mind and found that he had no impression of this thing at all, so he immediately asked: "What's so special about it?"
"This is a consumable magic weapon. It compresses and seals the power of thunder through the refining of the weapon. When used, it is like a hidden weapon. It instantly triggers a thunderous critical strike, which is hard to guard against. It is the exclusive magic weapon of the Five Thunder Sect of Zhao State.
"Gu Qiuming said.
"What's the difference between that and the lightning strike talisman?" Yuan Ming frowned.
"Do you understand the exclusive magic weapon? How powerful is the lightning strike talisman? When this heart-breaking thunder explodes, its power is comparable to a full-strength blow from a peak-level foundation-building monk. Even a foundation-building monk at the same level will suffer heavy losses.
How can a mere lightning strike talisman be compared to it?" Gu Qiuming rolled his eyes at Yuan Ming and said with some satisfaction.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel moved.
"Thank you very much. However, I am a little curious. Since ancient Taoist friends have a keen eye for pearls, why don't you buy them?" Yuan Ming frowned.
"The things are good, but unfortunately they are expensive. Besides, I came to southern Xinjiang only to collect strange insects and beasts. There is no urgent need for other things. I am kind to others and never fight." Gu Qiuming said with a smile.
After Yuan Ming clasped his fists again, he left and walked towards the stall of the man in black.
When he came closer, Yuan Ming couldn't help but laugh. He saw a black linen cloth in front of him, but it was empty with nothing on it.
"Fellow Taoist, do you have any goods to sell?" Yuan Ming asked.
The eyes of the man in black showed a hint of vigilance under the mask. He glanced left and right and then said, "Would you like the top-grade magic weapon Heart-Splitting Thunder?"
"Can I take a look?" Yuan Ming asked.
After hesitating for a moment, the man in black fumbled around in his sleeve and took out a ball the size of a fist.
"You can only look at it, but you can't touch it." Yuan Ming was about to reach out to pick it up, but saw the man suddenly pull back.
Yuan Ming couldn't help but laugh. He could only use his magic power to focus his eyes and observe carefully.
At this glance, he discovered that the ball was green all over, as if it were made of bronze, with dark golden thin lines on the surface creating complex patterns, but they were interconnected to form an array.
High-grade magic weapons are usually engraved with three runes, which complement each other to improve their quality. This bronze ball seems to have a miniature magic circle on it, and it does look very exquisite.
Yuan Ming secretly judged in his heart that he had confirmed that this thing was probably real.
"Tell me the price." Yuan Ming asked.
"One thousand and five hundred spiritual stones is worth a penny." The man in black said immediately.
"You are talking nonsense. A normal high-grade magic weapon is worth 1,500 spirit stones, but you still don't care. This is a consumable item. It will be gone after you explode it once." Yuan Ming immediately refuted it.
"This heart-breaking thunder is used to save lives, not to explode for fun. Fellow Taoist, your own life is not worth fifteen hundred spirit stones, right?" The man in black heard this and said coldly.
Leng said.
"You're right, this thing can indeed save lives in critical moments, but the price is so ridiculously high that it's probably not easy to sell, right?" Yuan Ming said with a smile.
"If you don't want it, please do it." The man in black said displeasedly.
"Can the price be discussed again? You have to pay money every time you enter this black market. I think fellow Taoists are also eager to get the spiritual stones, so it is better to sell them as soon as possible. If you sell them early, you will make a profit." Yuan Ming said with a half-smile.
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When the man in black heard this, he obviously felt that it made sense.
"I can see it, fellow Taoist, you may also be short of time. Although this is a black market, there are still people coming and going. Maybe it has been spread outside that there is a unique magic weapon from Zhao Guo's Five Thunder Sect in the black market."
Before Yuan Ming could finish his words, he saw the man in black opening his mouth to interrupt, so he reached out to stop him and continued:
"Don't be too busy to refute things like this. Get rid of things as soon as possible and feel at ease. To be honest, we have been chatting like this for a long enough time."
After Yuan Ming said this, the man in black finally made a move.
"How many spiritual stones can you produce?"
This chapter has been completed!